Prologue - A Hollow Heart
16th May 1819
Into Willow Wood, without doth follow
Where trees look solid, but are really hollow
There once was one, now there's a lot
Don't trip, don't fall over any knot
Or soon you too will have been got
In one big gulp and swallow
Just because none wished to follow
As midnight strikes there's no turning back
All you shall see is nothing, nothing but black
So heed this warning before you wallow
Never enter Willow wood, unless thy is already hollow
This is a poem I wish I knew before I entered that dastardly wood, it's because of that wood I am now cursed to live out my life with a 'hollow heart'. Such is the fate of anyone who decides to enter the wood, so I beg of you, dear reader, whatever you do...
DO NOT ENTER WILLOW WOOD
I know that these words are not completely time acurate but just go along with it. This prologue is simply supposed to be a journal entry of a young girl long ago. :)
Lenny xx
